Dear Dad,

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I've written to you before

when I have traced goodbyes across

the lines of my palms... except at those

times, I didn't have any reason to

see you go and even though I knew

this day would come, I was never ready

to watch you leave because this time

you would mean it and you won't come

back and nothing feels right anymore

when the world has ripped someone

who has lived so long in your heart

from the gates of your rib cage and

all I feel now is broken bones and

winter's cold because you were the

one who had always commented on

how tall I had grown and you were the

one who had always kept me warm

when I was lost in a storm and you were

the one who told me to keep on smiling

because I was still young and my laugh

lines haven't shown and I know I am rambling

but I don't know how else to tell you I miss you.

I wish we lived in a world where fathers

were not snatched from their little girls

because this is all too cruel for me to take.

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